The night was thick, and the streets were already deserted.
Lin Fan's car entered the County Art Troupe, and he headed toward the dormitories.
He knew many eyes were still watching him, but anyone would think he was there to see Bai Xue.
However, he didn't stop in front of the second-to-last room but pushed open the door at the very end, for that room belonged to Ren Tian'ai.
"Not even locking the door, aren't you afraid of someone barging in?"
Lin Fan promptly locked the door behind him and stepped into the bedroom. The room was pitch-black except for the occasional blinking of a red light. Where the light touched, one could vaguely see a rounded arc, and soft whimpers akin to crying or groaning were faintly audible.
Out of curiosity, Lin Fan reached for the switch, and with the lights turned on, the sight before him made his eyes widen in astonishment.
